[ there are few situations that leave Loki at a loss. he always knows what to do, what to say, even if it might not be the right thing; there's always a distinct direction in the catalytic way that he impacts anything he touches.
he's not unlike a force of nature.
but there are still things that leave thousands of years of memories at a loss, scrambling in vulnerability to find something to hang on to. moments when people cared for him when the staunch reminders of his days at an outcast left him without words.
there's a moment where he stares at it, and he feels like he's fallen into some glorious trap. ]
Like I'd let them. I'd come find you. I'm no slouch when it comes to spellwork, after all. Do you think they'd dye my hands red again? :)
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he's not unlike a force of nature.
but there are still things that leave thousands of years of memories at a loss, scrambling in vulnerability to find something to hang on to. moments when people cared for him when the staunch reminders of his days at an outcast left him without words.
there's a moment where he stares at it, and he feels like he's fallen into some glorious trap. ]
Like I'd let them. I'd come find you. I'm no slouch when it comes to spellwork, after all.
Do you think they'd dye my hands red again? :)
[ then he wonders if Thor misses him. ]